Call On Me

Caught in the crossbow of ideas and journeys sit here reliving the other self's mournings Caught in the crossbow of ideas and dawnings stand I Oh oh oh oh Reliving the past of the maddening impulse violent upheaval, the pure driven instinct The pure driven murder, the attraction of daring stand I Why didn't you call on me why didn't you call on me Why didn't you call on me why didn't you call [Rowena:] A wild being from birth my spirit spurns control wondering the wide earth searching for my soul Dimly peering I would surely find what could there be more purely bright in truth's day-star Ooohhh Why didn't you call on me why didn't you call, call on me Why didn't you call on me why didn't you call Why didn't you call on me why didn't you call on me Why didn't you call on me why didn't you call.